>>39756485
Roy looks absolutely awe-struck just to be in the Underdeck. Like a deer in headlights, his beady little eyes widen to humongous proportions to take all of the scenery in. "Wow...I've never been down in the Underdeck before. There's so many people! Captain, can we stick with the main roads? I want to see what it's like for these people, down here!"

>Options?
>Head over to the bar, first. A live band might be just the thing to raise everyone's spirits.
>Head over to the yakkey place, first. Voider fish is just what the doctor ordered. Maybe they serve beer there, too.
>Head elsewhere? (Please write in an option. The city will probably have it. Probably.)

>Also...
>Stick to the main roads?
>Get into the side roads? (Please roll 1d100 for intimidation, while Myl rolls for navigation.)

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>39756485
>Head over to the bar, first. A live band might be just the thing to raise everyone's spirits.
>Get into the side roads? (Please roll 1d100 for intimidation, while Myl rolls for navigation.) No Roy shut up.

Well how you doing timid? Seems like jest you and me for right now.

>>39756743
Doing alright. I'll wait for at least one more person.

I've been observing some fledgling quests and seeing how they start / how they draw in people. I'm not sure how I can apply this to my work, but I've got some ideas in mind.

First off - I need a sexy anime woman to portray Flare. Preferably 23 years old.

>>39756767
Levy from black lagoon? She's a red head and everything! But serious just keep doing your quest maybe MAYBE get a twatter thingy. I hate myself for even saying that as I hate Twitter.

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>>39756798
Someone doesn't look at the OP thing. I have a twitter, man. Am I linking it wrong?

SON OF A BITCH, HAVE I BEEN LINKING IT WRONG THIS WHOLE FUCKING TIME!?

Also, I'm gonna use this image from now on, I think.

>>39756834
This is why I am the sleepyanon. I cannot into staying awake.

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Rolled 46 (1d100)

>Donates 5 bucks to TimidAnon.
>Message: "Timid needs to do a stream."


>Head over to the yakkey place, first. Voider fish is just what the doctor ordered. Maybe they serve beer there, too.
>Get into the side roads? (Please roll 1d100 for intimidation, while Myl rolls for navigation.)

>>39756909
A stream? For what purpose? I mean, I don't want you to donate money to me ever, but I'm also a filthy slut-NEET who needs vidya, so I'll take your dosh if you want.

Seriously, though, don't ever donate money to me. Please put your money into other things.

I'll give it three more minutes, then I'll whip out the old d2 to decide if we're barhopping or barhopping Asian-style.

>>39756937
Let's see if the Kinushima Collective can keep up with this quest tonight. Sorry we've been busy with moving and whatnot.

Can you give me a quick recap of what's been going on?

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>39756570
>>Head over to the bar, first. A live band might be just the thing to raise everyone's spirits.
>Get into the side roads? (Please roll 1d100 for intimidation, while Myl rolls for navigation.)

>>39756979
Roy being useless and infecting others. Gaius being a soldier. Deks being a badass and almost taking out flare. Sofia
being dumb. Nahn panicking. Myl chewing flare out. Not that way. Yet

>>39756979
Basically... READ THE PASTEBIN LINKS FAGGOT

But also... we trained up, won the second fight, but got forced into getting the guy who was responsible for piloting the giant juggernaut that almost killed our squad. Then a TIME PARADOX flashback thing happened, people rolled good/bad, only one guy died, and FATE WAS DEFIED. From there, the team's morale lowered because Flare tortured a guy through waterboarding the new recruit with alcohol, they trained, Flare kicked everyone's ass on her own, and now we're drinking.

There's a lot I'm leaving out, but that's because I'm trying to keep it concise. Also, I still haven't finished my pastebin project. Yes, I am a faggot...

I was going to roll for which place we go to, but it seems like >>39757000 and >>39756662 want to go to the bar. Just remember, folks - at any time, you can say you want to use a HEAT CHARGE. You guys have three of those, at the moment.

Writing.

Rolled 91 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>39757037
SHITDAMN, I forgot Myl's roll. Now I'm writing.

>>39757056
God damn I hate life sometimes. Gotta run to the store for lettuce. Yell at Roy for being useless!

>>39757056
Myl, I ever tell you I love you?

Cause I do.

>>39756570
"Gods damn it, Roy... Myl, take us through the side streets. I don't want to wait to get my gravver piss water." You growl, placing your hand firmly on the lopine's shoulder. He shivers back to consciousness, letting out a few stammered apologies before filing in with the rest of the crew. Myl, in the meantime, just shrugs. "Sure, Sparky. Ah'll take it that y'all wanna get drunk first, so let's go an' git that done."

Myl leads the crew out of the main streets and right into the alleyways of the Underdeck. Just like last time, the alleys are shit-infested ratholes, filled with the stench of the homeless, the eyes of the poverty-stricken, and the sickening gleam of rusty knives in grimy hands. Myl is quite oblivious to everything around her, whistling to herself as she almost skips to her destination. "It's jest a teeny, tiny skip an' a hop over t' the north side. Ya cain't miss it - it's a big dive bar just a lil' bit outta the way."

There are more thugs here than last time. It might be because of the route Myl was taking, but it seems like there were small groups of people that were constantly watching you. Every now and then, some people of the small group would break away from their crew, starting to walk behind you at a leisurely pace.

Shit.

1/?

>>39757198
For now, it doesn't seem like it's too big of a problem. There's seven of you (six, really, since Nahn and Roy probably won't be useful in a fight) compared to the four people following from behind. More and more people are going to join in, though...

>Options?
>Stay calm. Just act natural. (Please roll 1d100 for stealth.)
>Aggressive posture. Maybe get Gaius or Sofia in on this, too. (Please roll 1d100+10 for intimidation. You may choose a squad member to help you intimidate, and they will roll, as well.)
>Fuck it - run! Tell the crew to book it! (Please roll 1d100 for evasion.)
>Write In? (Please roll 2d100 as a catch-all.)

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>39757245
>>Stay calm. Just act natural. (Please roll 1d100 for stealth.)
no need to panic, 10$ on Gaius noticing this anyway.

Rolled 38 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>39757245
>>Aggressive posture. Maybe get Gaius or Sofia in on this, too. (Please roll 1d100+10 for intimidation. You may choose a squad member to help you intimidate, and they will roll, as well.)

Rolled 72 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>39757245
>>Aggressive posture. Maybe get Gaius or Sofia in on this, too. (Please roll 1d100+10 for intimidation. You may choose a squad member to help you intimidate, and they will roll, as well.)
Sofia

>>39757270
Well, that's not helping, anon.

I keep mentioning that you guys can pop HEAT CHARGES whenever you want, but you don't use them. You guys really should. Just saying.

They're just sitting there.

Wasting away.

>>39757301
We save them for life and death things timid.

>>39757312
I...

Well, I'm just saying - you guys have three on the bank. Then again, I'm a gambler, so I'd use things like that all the fucking time. I mean, ALL THE FUCKING TIME.

Ride the edge, baby.

Rolled 72, 49 = 121 (2d100)

>>39757292
>>39757280
Chest out, gun at the ready. Get the blueberry in to fuck with their heads.

Rolling and writing...

S, Enemy

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>>39757245
While the other members of the team seem to be unaware of what's going on, Gaius and Sofia glance over to you as subtly as they can. You inch your head down in a nod, signaling for Sofia to come closer. Captain. Do you have a plan for the ruffians trying to approach us from behind? The 'tau asks silently, lifting up her scarf to cover her unmoving mouth.

You haven't quite figured out how to respond to Sofia's mind, so you just place the palm of your hand on the grip of your gun, looking right at the blueberry. "Sofia, you're good with a gun, right? Here, check out this iron I got from some dumbass who tried to rob me." You say out loud, pulling out the Colt and twirling it in your hand. While Sofia can't respond verbally, she can bob her head up and down.

"Yeah, no, that guy tried to shoot me a few times. Couldn't hit the broad side of my tits. So now I've got a fully loaded gun, and two clips just in case I miss with the first clip. Here, why don't you check it out? It's got a pretty good weight on it and everything. Sure, it's not balanced and shit, but it'll get the point across, y'know what I mean?" Dropping the gun in Sofia's hands, you add, "Here, pop a few shots off. Really get a feel for it.

1/?

>>39757560
The other five people aren't quite sure what you're doing, and they sort of slow down to watch your gun exchange hands. Their confusion turns into alarm when, with a sudden flash of movement, your sniper draws the gun up toward the growing number of thugs following you. She directs the gun right at the feet of the most forward of the group, pulling the trigger one time for each person there. Three bullets were emptied out into the ground of the alleyway; three bullet holes hissed right between the legs of your would-be muggers. Their mouths hang agape. Then, one by one, they stepped back, splitting away from your group and going back to their posts.

Raising her eyebrow in what she hoped was a smug manner, Sofia pressed the grip of the gun back in your hands. It's quite the balanced weapon, Captain. I hope that little display was enough to scare them off.

"Well, judging by how they're thinking twice about mugging us... yeah, Sofia. Ya fucked them up good." You reply, holstering the gun once more. "Alright, people, now that we've got that out of the way, let's head out to that fucking bar."

2/?

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>>39757730
The rest of your little journey is largely uneventful. After that display of force, the Red Pack is given a wide berth by the common street thugs that line the side streets. That isn't to say that people aren't watching you anymore; in fact, by the time you guys get over to the North Sector, you must have had at least five sets of eyes following you from the shadows.

Once you all stepped out into the main street of the North Sector, none of that mattered.

https://dreamcatalogue.bandcamp.com/album/--18

North Sector was much more vibrant than the rest of the Underdeck. Neon signs flickered in all sorts of languages, advertising drinks, supplies, weapons, or sexual favors. There were side stalls all over the place, with merchants in flashy garments trying to peddle their wares on to anyone who would look. VR stations littered storefronts, with teens and adults of most ages filing in for their daily fix. And the sounds... women laughing, music blaring, men yelling, animals screeching. It was a cornucopia of shit to do. More importantly, it was a place where someone looking for some entertainment can find something to suit their needs.

Myl points up to a small picture of an overflowing beer mug, which was hung up above a small building nestled between a special massage parlor and some tattoo place. "That thar's th' place! If'n ya wanna go now, y'all can head out! But we still got time b'fore th' big names show up...wanna look around?"

>Options?
>Look around by yourself? (Please roll 1d100 for investigation. If you want to look for something, please write it in.)
>Look around with someone / a group? (Please roll 1d100 for investigation. If you want to look for something, please write it in. Also, select up to six people to go with.)
>Just head to the bar? An early drink is the best kind of drink.
>Write In?

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>39757938
>>Look around by yourself? (Please roll 1d100 for investigation. If you want to look for something, please write it in.)

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>39757938
>>Look around with someone / a group? (Please roll 1d100 for investigation. If you want to look for something, please write it in. Also, select up to six people to go with.)
everyone, lets not loose anyone cause we got separated in this shithole.

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>39757938
>Look around with someone / a group? (Please roll 1d100 for investigation. If you want to look for something, please write it in. Also, select up to six people to go with.) Got to go with myl.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>39758015
>>39758000
Here comes the d2 train! CHOOCHOO!

1 is to keep the whole group together,
2 is to go on a totally not a date little explore with Myl.

>>39758110
and then sleepy!>>39758015

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>39758110
The gods have decided. Rolling for what Myl sees, then I'll start writing...

>>39758124
What?

>>39758137
nevermind.

>>39757938
As nice as it would be to get an early start on drinking, you're not THAT much of an alcoholic. Besides, the nervous glance that Myl is shooting in your direction is making bile crawl up your throat. Add that to the excited looks that Nahn and Roy were sharing with one another, bouncing up and down like giddy school children... "Fuck it. Split up however you guys like, but stick to your groups. Myl, since you're all worried about me binge-drinking, I'm making you deal with my sober ass, for now. Meet up at the bar in...what, two hours? Whenever it's dark out. So you've got a few hours to lollygag." You say.

The team splits up evenly; Deks takes it upon himself to watch over the two youngest members of the group, while Sofia and Gaius head off in their own little party. Meanwhile, Myl gives you a sassy salute before leading you into the Sector by your wrist.

Myl's interests are definitely showing, now. She points out various tool shops, software kiosks, and other technology-centered stores in the area. One, in particular, seems to stand out to the both of you - Altered Andy's AI Amphora. It's the brightest building in the whole of the main street, glowing a rainbow of colors from the two display windows at the front. There were little holographic pedestals lined up inside each window, displaying AIs that were either talking heads or virtual dancers spinning around and doing tricks on digital poles. "C'mon, Hotshot - let's go check out th' toys!" squealed Myl, her chipper attitude almost infectious.

As she started to walk inside, you catch something else out of the corner of your eye. A few buildings away, a man was pushing a cart of animals into a store. There was a big sign above him, which depicted some reptile/feline hybrid and a dog mixed with a bird. A pet store, out here? Well, it's not the weirdest thing you've ever seen...

>>39758406

>Options?
>Keep looking around. You and Myl can make a decision later. (Please roll 1d100 for investigation.)
>Go into the Amphora. Myl's gonna throw a fit if you don't let her go.
>Check out the pet store with Myl. Pets are good for morale.
>Check out the pet store on your own. Myl's a big girl. She'll be fine.
>Write In?

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>39758433
>Go into the Amphora. Myl's gonna throw a fit if you don't let her go. Plus rolling to seduce!

>>39758493
Man, anon, you're being DIRECT about this shit. I hope you don't piss off other people with that sentiment.

>>39758519
Yeah I'm just joking though timid. Sarcasm doesn't cross words very well.

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>39758406
>Check out the pet store with Myl. Pets are good for morale.
Fuck I'm late.
hello TIMID!

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>39758433
>>Check out the pet store with Myl. Pets are good for morale.

>>39758571
Hello. Come in, warm yourself by the fire.

>>39758558
Well, now I know. Thanks for saying that, at least.

But now you've made everyone roll when rolling wasn't even needed.

>>39758598
Yep noticed that. XD Oh well there goes a few low rolls at least.

>>39758582
>>39758571
TIME FOR POTENTIAL MASCOTS!

Writing.

Right after I get a few turns in on this Hearthstone match...

>>39758406
Part of you really wants to get a pet. You guys never really had a chance for pets, in the Iscar - it was mostly just the CO's baubles and trinkets, along with some of the more easily bullied children, growing up. Now...well, why not?

"Hey, uh...Myl? You know that pets are good for morale, right? How do you feel about checking out the pet store? I wanna see what they've got." You ask out loud, holding her back just before she could get inside.

The pout on Myl's face was almost humorous, if not for the fact that it was directed at you. The short mechanic looks at the inside of the building, in which the AIs were now displaying some of their core stats and listing off other products inside the store. "B-but...look, Sparky, cain't y'all just go on yer own? Damn it all, they even got them really nice test consoles if'n ya wanna lookit how t' - aw, damn it all, Sparky..." She knew better than to convince you.

With a reluctant sigh from your companion, the both of you head over to the front of the pet store. From the front of the store, you could already tell that this place tried to be as exotic as possible - pets that you'd never even heard of were being sold here, from birds that had five heads to snakes that had their bones on the outside. Each animal was placed in its own special cage, watched over by a lazy attendant who was using her datapad.

>>39758872
From the front window, you could see the interior of the store quite clearly. The larger pets had been housed inside; ranging from lap-pets to huge guard-monstrosities, there was an animal inside of a cage for any need. In particular, a canine with cybernetic legs caught your eye. It was barking at a medium-sized feline that was grooming its scaled front talon-paws.

Myl, still pouting, grumbles, "Well, we're here, ya jerk. Which animals didja wanna look at?"

>Stick to the tiny animals out in the front?
>Go inside and check the bigger animals?
>Nah, forget it - go back to the AI store?
>Write In?

Only now did I discover the 'mute chat' button in Skype. Holy shit, my life just got easier.

>>39758949
>Go inside and check the bigger animals? To see if an can bully Roy into being a better pilot. Also grab myl in a headlock and say we'll head into the AI STORE AFTERWARDS I PROMISE.

>>39758949
>>Go inside and check the bigger animals?
Try to find something intimidating that we can ride on.

>>39758949
>Go inside and check the bigger animals?

Rolled 79, 64, 40 = 183 (3d100)

>>39759041
>>39759028
>>39758997
You know what they say - bigger is better.

;-;

Writing...

>>39758949
"I don't want a runt that'll fucking die on me when I'm not looking. Let's see how big those animals inside really are." You reply, heading inside the open door of the shop. Myl follows along with her hands in her dixie shorts, a glum expression on her face.

Inside, the roar of the Sector is replaced with a few roars of some very intimidating animals. They weren't so big when you looked at them from afar, but now that you were standing up close, the largest of the animals were at least the size of Gaius. The biggest beast - an ugly, yet happy looking canine whose face seemed to be made of more wrinkles than fur - was yapping out in a loud, high-pitched voice. Other than the size difference between you and it, the short-legged, round-bodied animal didn't seem to have any splicing or odd traits out of it. This thing was really just that big.

The next most interesting animal was the cybernetic dog that you had spotted from outside. Upon further inspection, it seemed that the cybernetic parts that it had obtained were very high-end. If you just put some better paint on that stuff, you couldn't even tell that it had any body mods. It also had some insect-like carapace lining its back, like a protective shell for something or other. It definitely wasn't natural.

Then came the reptile-feline. This was just as large as the cyber-dog was, but had more gene modification done to it than anything else; with the talons of a bird for legs and the torso and head of a cat, it clicked and clacked around its cage, prowling in a circle while watching you. It had milky-white fur and midnight-black scales, to further accentuate its modifications.

1/?

>>39759284
Beyond those three animals, there were more outlandish creatures - amphibians that had human legs, or creatures made almost completely of stone. In your opinion, however, the first three seemed to be the healthiest out of the lot. Or maybe it's just that you're biased toward big animals because you're a wanzer pilot.

The store clerk eyes you warily, his visor scanning your body up and down. "...you buy or just look? My sto-ah no liblaly!"

>Inspect the huge wrinkle-dog? (Please roll 1d100 for communication with animal.)
>Inspect the cybernetic shell-dog? (Please roll 1d100 for communication with animal.)
>Inspect the reptine? (Please roll 1d100 for communication with animal.)
>Write In?

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>39759358
>>Inspect the reptine? (Please roll 1d100 for communication with animal.)
Lizard Pussy, I like.

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>39759358
>Inspect the huge wrinkle-dog? (Please roll 1d100 for communication with animal.)

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>>39759461

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>39759358
>>Inspect the cybernetic shell-dog? (Please roll 1d100 for communication with animal.)
We can throw it to Roy when he fucks up!

>>39759474
Super Pug!

>>39759474
Yeah come on! If I could have a pet I'd get a pug in a fucking nano second. But sister is allergic. ;_;

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>39759358
>Inspect the huge wrinkle-dog? (Please roll 1d100 for communication with animal.)

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>>39759492
>>39759526

Shit, I meant to spoiler that.

I hope my extreme bias isn't showing.

>>39759532
Nah its good, We get super pug ok.

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>39759461
>>39759526
The wrinkle-dog gazes into your eyes...

Rolling for dog and writing.

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>>39759358
Ugly, jagged teeth. A tiny nose which makes raucous snorting sounds whenever it breathes. Wrinkles that surely have dirt or grime in them. And yet, when you look at the wrinkly, rotund dog that's the size of Gaius...you can't help but just want to pet it. You and Myl draw closer to the wrinkle-dog, reaching out to touch it.

The mocha-skinned creature, in response, begins to wiggle its whole body. Starting from the hind quarters, it seems to almost vibrate from sheer excitement. The smile on its face could only be countered by the huge, panting smile that it was giving you. The only strange thing about it, other than its clear ugliness, was that the canine's voice was very high-pitched, almost as if it was a dog that was meant for laps. When you touch it, the wrinkle-dog's whole body almost stops, save for the curled-up tail, and it presses its gigantic neck against your hand for a bit of a scratch.

"Aaaah, you want pahg! Good dog! It big! Dog eat junk, it oh-kei! You want pahg? It good dog!" The clerk called out. From one of his pockets, he whipped out a strange, wooden contraption, which was basically just a bunch of beads on little pipes inside of a picture frame. "Pahg need big food! You get big food heah? It cost five han-ded cled for pahg and food! You pay now?"

Myl's eyes bugged out, and she pulled away from the pug. "F-f-five hundred credits!? Holy shit, captain, if yer damn robo-arm didn't set us back, this'll git us in the reds fer sure! Unless y'all plan on makin' money t'night, ah say we ferget this big guy fer later!"

"Pahg gone latah! You buy now! Pahg no heah latah!" screamed the clerk, his visor changing colors from blue to red.

>Options?
>BUY
>DON'T BUY
>NEGOTIATE (Please roll 1d100 for communication.)
>Write In?

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>39759732
>NEGOTIATE (Please roll 1d100 for communication.) surely you can make an exception for two cute woman can't you? Press up against Myl seductively with big eyes at the clerk.

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>39759732
>NEGOTIATE (Please roll 1d100 for communication.)

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>>39759788
Not with that r-

>>39759794
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

>>39759794
Anon I love you. All homo.

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Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>39759788
>>39759794
Negotiate through flirting! 99 is a pretty good use of your 'natural talents'.

Rolling and writing.

>>39760002
...pfft.

That's perfect.

Do you guys, uh, wanna use a HEAT CHARGE to make your good roll a crit? It'll force everyone to have to reroll, in this case.

>>39760041
.......................yes.

>>39760041
yes

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>39760133
>>39760049
Okaydesuka.

FEEL THE HEAT! TAKE A CHANCE!

Please roll a 1d100 for negotiation.

I will also roll.

>>39760041
Yes

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>39760152

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>39760152
Go my dice! Give me that pug!

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>39760152

>>39760002
What the hell is happening here?
>inbe4 "everything"

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>39760152

>>39760152
can a reroll be forced on a reroll?

I apologize for being late. I shall go commit sudoku now.

>>39760194
If I wasn't such a nice guy, I'd laugh at you guys.

Fuck it - I'm still laughing. This is amusing as all hell.

Don't worry - this isn't the end. It just means...well, you'll see.

>>39760206
Do you want to burn another HEAT CHARGE to make your roll an auto-crit? You won't have to reroll, since he didn't roll a Benjamin.

>>39760223
yes., this is why we save them timid.

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>>39760223
Naaaaah. Save it for another rainy day.

>>39760223
yeah go ahead. I want that PUG!

>>39760223
Yes need pug.

>>39760280
>>39760262
>>39760246
ANNIHILATING... SECOND... BULLET!

FEEL THE HEAT!

You now have 1 HEAT CHARGE left. Writing.

>>39759732
The 'pahg' is staring at you with those big, dopey eyes and that huge, dopey grin. It's silently requesting that you buy it. Myl has to avert her eyes, while you bite your lower lip. Damn dog...it's too damn adorable for its own good. Holding a hand up to the shopkeeper, you sling an arm around Myl's neck and bring her in close.

"Alright, look. I've got an idea on how to whittle this guy down, but I'm going to need you to help me out, alright? I think you know what I'm going to do, so just play along and we'll get him to lower the price down by half. Just follow my lead, alright?" You say, reaching for the neckline of your tank top and lowering it just a tad - enough to show off some cleavage, maybe even let some areola action come into play. Myl's eyes follow your hands, and she reciprocates by opening up her yellow jacket just a little bit more.

The two of you turn around, making a point of puffing your chests out and squeezing your breasts with your arms. "Oh, Myl...what are we going to do? I just can't leave without this pug, but we can't afford it!" You moan out, forcing your usually-gruff voice to ooze out a sultry appeal.

"Ah do declare, Captain, that ah hardly even know. Paw's gonna be mighty mad if'n we don't bring that there pug back to 'im..." Myl's voice seems more floaty than usual, and she goes so far as to press the right side of her right breast against your left. You press back, making a sweet mewl before trying to 'hide' it under a sigh.

"Oh, Myllie...yer Paw'll never approve of us now! How are we ever going to be allowed to be in an openly polygamist relationship now?" This time, you tug at the bottom of your tank top, displaying your fit, toned abs as you pull upward. Your hands stop just before the sports bra begins, giving the shopkeep a teasing glance.

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>>39760420
Myl follows along by tracing two fingers up her own flat stomach, starting from the top of her dixie shorts and ending right before she could touch her top. Glancing at the shop keep, she puckers up her lips in a pout. "If only there was some way we could convince this man... if only we could pay him back some OTHER way..."

Now for the finishing blow. You bring your face up close to Myl's cheek, letting your lips brush ever-so-gently against her skin. Speaking just loud enough for the clerk to hear, you whisper, "Well, Myl...there's always 'THAT'. I mean, we are in North Sector, and there's a door leading to the back. Maybe you and I could...give him a show."

A sudden bloom of heat comes from Myl's cheeks. "Oh, my..." Both of you look toward the pet shop clerk and shoot him a wink. "Well?" You say in unison.

For a moment, he just stares. Slowly, ever so slowly, a small trickle of blood starts to trail down his nostrils. Then a small bump begins to grow at the seat of his pants. It doesn't really protrude much, but the implication is clear.

"Wan han-ded cled. Finah offah."

>BUY?
>DON'T BUY?
>NEGOTIATE FURTHER? (Please roll 1d100 for negotiation.)

>>39760528
one hundred creds. And a kiss on the cheek for the poor man!

>>39760528
>BUY?

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>39760528
>NEGOTIATE FURTHER? (Please roll 1d100 for negotiation.)

>>39760528
Uh, >>39760552 Here. Forgot to put in my post
>BUY

>>39760560
Sleepy, he just came down from 500 to 100. there is no way we can or should push lower than that.

>>39760552
2nd

>>39760617
And thus did the anons miss out on having in-quest lewds.

But yeah, there would be a resistance to it, eventually. Unless he rolled extremely shit.

>>39760646
>implying Myl ain't gonna jump us when we get her drunk and back home
>Implying the eventual hatesex with Gaius isn't going to wreck whatever surface we are on/in.

Timid pls.

>>39760629
>>39760559
>>39760552
Kiss the nosebleeding shopkeep on the facemeats for his troubles!

Writing.

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>>39760689
Oh, shit, one fifth of the price? You're more than happy with that outcome. Pulling away from Myl, you push down your tank top and approach the shop keep. You lean down and press your lips on his forehead, which makes the man's visor switch from red to pink. "Thanks, sweetie. Me and my girlfriend are totally in your debt. Myl, mind paying the man, hon? He's been so nice and all..."

Myl winks again, pulling the front hem of her shorts forward with the thumb of one hand. She slides her other hand into her jeans, letting out a pleased moan before fishing out a datapad. "I'll link mah 'pad up t' the 'net and give y'all a hundred and five, fer bein' so sweet. How's that?"

The shopkeep could only let out a few flustered stammers, pointing over to a console on the far wall while shuffling to the wrinkle-dog's cage. The man's hands were shivering as he tried to take out the set of keys for the happy wrinkle-dog. When he finally unlocked the cage and had the door open wide enough, the cream-colored beast plodded out of its cage, having to wiggle-walk over to you before trying to jump into your arms.

It took almost all your strength to just keep the dog down, let alone calm him down long enough to pet the dog. The shopkeep muttered another set of jumbled words before shuffling to the back door and disappearing inside of it, his upper body bent forward so that his erection wasn't quite so visible. Once he had gone away, your spunky blond snickered to herself.

"Well, Miss Cuvic, ah do declare that you are th' most devious, underhanded, sly li'l minx ah've ever had th' pleasure o' workin' with. From five t' one? Damn. Ah mean, we still gotta feed 'im, an' one hundred's a mighty pretty penny, so we'll still hafta look fer work, but still...damn!"

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>>39760861
The pug's taking up a lot of your attention, but you do manage to grin at Myl. "Heh, yeah. I keep my body fit, and a lot of guys are into that. Instead of being a damsel in distress, why not use my natural talents to my advantage, right?"

"Hell yeah. So, uh...well, first off, that kiss on th' cheek was a li'l much, don'tcha think? Also, what're we gonna call this big ol - " Myl paused to look at the underside of the pug - " - big ol' stud? Otis? Otis is a good name."

>Please name the Pahg.
>Write In?
>Or you could stick with Otis.

>>39760902
>>Write In?
Puggles.

>>39760902
Mr. Wiggles.

>>39760902
>>39760949
I like this!

Mr Wiggles, more dangerous to pet because he will LOVE YOU TO DEATH!

>>39760963
This is something I would totally name my Siberian Bear-dog

>>39760937
Mr. Puggles

>>39761030
>>39760963
>>39760949
TRULY A HEROIC NAME FOR SUCH A HEROIC ANIMAL.

Mine's named Frankie.

>>39761036
It's too late, now. Unless you want to argue about the name with people, more. I'll give it a minute or two to lock in before I write.

>>39761048
nah im good with mr wiggles.

>>39761072
Mister Wiggles it is!

Writing. Oh, jeez, it's already so late. I gotta get this story moving.

>>39761048
Someone is a fan of MIB.

>>39760902
Almost as if understanding the plight that his new masters were under, the pug stares right into your shades, wiggling his bottom and letting the shockwave travel to his face. After that, he bowed his front half, then chased his tail, then bowed again - gods damn, this thing's an active son of a bitch. You let it just run around, for now.

"Well, he likes to wiggle his ass a lot like he's begging for it. Let's call him Mister Wiggles. Roy and Nahn'll love this son of a bitch. Is the bar paaaahg friendly?" You ask, getting back up on your feet. Myl just shrugs her shoulders.

The shop keep comes back, now looking much more relaxed and having two white balls stuffed up his nose. In his arms are a wrinkle-dog sized collar and leash, a huge sack of feed, and some immune system injectors. "Heah. This foh pahg! You feed good food, pahg like! You no feed good food, pahg get food! Pahg eat tlash, good foh pahg! He eat shit, too!" Shoving the sack of dog food into your hands, he attaches the collar-leash combo onto Mister Wiggles' neck before handing the leash over to Myl. He plants all of the immune system injectors into Mister Wiggles' flank at once, boosting his body and only giving him mild discomfort.

With that done, you and Myl finally head out of the pet store. Mister Wiggles, as active as he is, seems to be very well behaved; he doesn't rush to get out of your grasp, and seems content to just run around Myl's feet while barking up a storm. Looking up at the orange skyline, you can tell that it's almost time to meet up with the crew at the bar.

Myl tugs at your shirt. "Captain..." When you look at her, she's got that pout on again, and the mechanic is pointing one of her dainty hands over to the Al's AI Amphora.

>No. We bought a dog for the team, already.
>Ah, sure. But you'll have to go by yourself while I watch over the dog.
>Ah, sure. Let's bring the dog in.
>Write In?

>>39761228
>>Ah, sure. Let's bring the dog in.
fucking hell Myl.

>>39761228
>Ah, sure. Let's bring the dog in.

>>39761228
>Ah, sure. Let's bring the dog in.

>>39761297
>>39761294
>>39761252
Let's go view the AIs, too! Surely, we can just window shop with a dog!

Writing.

>>39761228
Oh, shit. You forgot that she even wanted to go to that place, what with Mister Wiggles trying to hump your leg for attention. You sigh, looking back up at the sky for a moment. "...well, it's not like we don't know where the fuck they are. Sure, we can go in there for a while. We can go in with the dog and shit, right?"

"There ain't no signs against it, so it's probably fine, right? Totally." replied Myl, tugging gently at Mister Wiggles' leash. The large pug barked and spun around Myl's feet a few more times before following along. The three of you approached the bright lights of the AI shop once more; with each step, Myl was getting more and more giddy. If you looked close enough, you probably could have spotted a little wet patch on her jeans.

This time, the demo AIs had been lined up on a larger holographic display. A large crowd had gathered near the front window, watching with interest as a miniature concert had been prepared for them. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UveTOkgah4w

Yeah, no, you were definitely not into that shit. Not after having to deal with your own AI's bullshit. "Fuckin' hell...maybe we can get a replacement in here." You murmur to yourself.

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>>39761416
The inside of the store seemed less like an electronics shop and more like some miniature grocery store for software and AI. All around you, there were glowing signs that were talking about deals on LEDs or portable data transfer boxes or some shit. There were aisles upon aisles of tech, with each aisle having a sign hanging above it to designate exactly what rested within. The walls were lined with shelves, as well, ranging from simple datapads to those clunky, yet effective omnitools that were supposedly off the market now.

At the very front of the store were two greeter / check out girls dressed exactly like the demo AIs. Upon seeing you, both of them bowed in unison. "Hello! We are the Miku sisters! Welcome to Altered Andy's AI Amphora! Are you looking for something specific?" They asked.

Myl didn't bother with them. The mechanic bounced on her heels twice and ran toward the programming software aisle. Mister Wiggles, who was moreso excited just to finally have something to chase, ran right after her, leaving you alone with the expectant greeters.

Shit.

>Options?
>Look for a new AI, maybe? (Please roll 1d100.)
>Look for some wanzer software, maybe? (Please roll 1d100.)
>Look for something else? (Write in. Please roll 1d100.)
>Ask the greeters about something? (Write in. Please roll 1d100, just in case it involves looking for something or having something on stock.)

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>39761518
>Look for a new AI, maybe? (Please roll 1d100.)

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>39761518
>>Look for a new AI, maybe? (Please roll 1d100.)
dear god yes.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>39761518
>Look for a new AI, maybe? (Please roll 1d100.)

>>39761551
Stop helping!

>>39761586
Oh, let them be. You guys got an 82.

Now to think of something good for that...

Hmm...1982...

>>39761545
>>39761551
>>39761581
Got it.

82 is your roll.

Writing. It's late, so I'm gonna wrap it up, soon.

>>39761518
Those two girls in the front remind you of a certain other girl you want out of your life. A robot one, to be precise. Lifting up the sack of feed over one shoulder, you head over to the aisle designated for AIs and begin to examine the aisle. Each shelf is filled with small boxes connected to holographic projector pedestals, which show the faces or full bodies of the AIs that are in selection.

Out of all of the AIs that seem to be on display, four are being promoted, at the moment.

CABAL - Computer Assisted Bionic Augmentation Linecode - Manufactured by the NOD Programming Group, this AI is displayed by a simple image of a scorpion tail within a triangle. From the specs, it seems that this program excels in microprocessing and unit movement. Most of the information is fluff, but the layman's terms of it all list this AI as the best choice for managing multiple systems in the business room or on the battlefield.

RAM - Random Access Memory - Manufactured by Interstella 5555, a hacker group that works on the idea of simple programs working in tandem to make complicated algorithms, this low-key AI works best on managing sub-essential routines in both home consoles and in portable machines, like wanzers. The short of it is that this AI is best for users who want a pure, simple screen between them and the enemy.

ALICE - Artificial Labile Intelligence Cybernated Existence - Manufactured by the SMT, a group that fuses the human mind with the cybernetic realm. Modeled after the daughter of one of the senior members, ALICE has been programmed to emulate a human brain with 97.5 percent accuracy. While this program may start off with few advances, SMT claims that a skilled programmer (or a persistent one) will find ALICE's coding to work well over time. Basically, it improves with each use, at home or in the heat of war.

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>>39761802
VIOLA - Virtual Interface Operating Line Aide - A rogue program that has nonetheless gained traction with wanzer pilots who like the thrill of the hunt, VIOLA perfects the targeting system and can predict short-term enemy movements with 90 percent accuracy. Sometimes known as the Mistress of War, this AI is perfect for the user who wants attack aggressively without any thought of retreating. The only problem is that this AI does not like to retreat, or plan tactically...

>Which one do you want to examine more closely?
>CABAL
>RAM
>ALICE
>VIOLA

>>39761841
>ALICE

>>39761841
>ALICE

>>39761841
>ALICE

>>39761841
>>RAM
Pissing in the wind.

Hivemind stronk

>>39761909
Don't worry, I wanted VIOLA myself, but well, ALICE is the better choice.

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Shit, I was hoping you guys would pick RAM, if only because I like Daft Punk...

>>39761911
I think they know where I'm going with shit, so they're picking what they like. I don't mind. In fact, I'm happy with this, too. It's like how I'm happy when you all select different things, but it's a different joy.

>>39761875
>>39761890
>>39761898
DIE FOR ME!

Writing.

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>>39761841
An AI that improves itself? Well, it's priced at twenty creds, so it's pretty cheap for an AI. Those low parameters at the start were probably what were holding it back. You approach the still image hologram of a little girl in a blue dress, pressing the activation button to turn on the demo for the AI. The hovering hologram springs to life, performing a practiced curtsy by lifting the sides of her dress upward.

"Good day. My name's ALICE. That stands for the Artificial Labile Intelligence Cybernated Existence. My programmer, Stephen, would like to thank you ever so much for selecting me for purchase! I'm a cute little girl that's easy to mold to your specifications, since I don't have those pesky pre-loaded sub-routines that most AIs have on file. I have the SMT-Patented CoS Learning Algorithm encoded into my DMW - My Digital MindWave - which helps me learn and adapt to the tasks that you would have me do! If you'd like to buy me, please be a dear and take my AI box to the front counter!" The little girl ended her pre-recorded speech with another curtsy. After a bit of thought, you find that her voice is just like any other 'sweet' eight year old's - it's nice and all, but you know there's something behind it.

>Options?
>Sold, sold, sold! It's better than the one you've got working for you right now!
>No, no, no! Maybe another AI will work better...
>No, no, no! Fuck AIs. This thing reminded you why you hate them in the first place!

>>39762124
Lemme ask you a question...Can you shut up and follow orders?

>>39762160
+2 Chaos

>>39762124
>>39762160
This.

Can you watch and learn before you try to "help"

>>39762124
>Sold, sold, sold! It's better than the one you've got working for you right now! But ask for myls opinion before buying yeah?

>>39762124
>>39762160
Yup, supporting. She can do basic shit until she learns how we fight and how best to help, after telling us what she's gonna do.

>>39762160
this.

>>39762186
>>39762174
>>39762160
I'll make this a 'mini update' before the last one, since you guys are asking write-in questions. I'll do this every now and then if questions arise.

ALICE seems to pause, her sickly-sweet smile never once faltering. "Well, if you would prefer me to watch before I begin working, I can certainly do that! I'm programmed with a simple 'watch mode', which allows me to view the user for up to twenty four hours and observe the task they wish for me to do. It usually only works for programming, but I would be ever so happy to perform it for other things, such as automated cooking or corporate purposes!"

"Do you have any other questions?"

>>39762239
Myl come ere. Whattaya think of Alice?

>>39762239
Can you handle high stress situations, I'm talking combat situations where a mans life is on the line and his next move might be his last. Can you handle that?

>>39762239
Good enough girl. If you can watch and learn before trying to "correct" me, your better than my current AI. Sold.

http://megamitensei.wikia.com/wiki/Alice
Just in case people don't know what they're about to buy.

>>39762284
HEY! SPOILER THAT! You can tell them, but don't show them!

>>39762262
Myl pokes her head out from behind a shelf. In her hands are six datapads of varying shapes and sizes. "...you gettin' yerself a new AI? Izzat th' ALICE model? Eh. Heard it gets all ornery if'n ya don't do what it expects ya t'do, but in th' beginnin', y'all can train her t'work for ya, instead of against ya. She works best if ya got other AIs workin' with her, though."

After that, she ducks her head back into her aisle, giggling gleefully.

>>39762269
"I sure can, madam! I'm equipped with basic battle interfacing, and I can operate as many programs in my background as a peak-performance supercomputer! Would you like to purchase me, now?"

>>39762352
Eh fuck it why not.

Lets look at the others though, might be enlightening.

>>39762352
Take a look at Cabal, Ram and Viola then. If we can get and network all 4.


*moaning Flare noises*

>>39762352
You magnificent bastard, you already have a "Die for Me!" moment planned...
I kind of wish we choose the NOD AI, I'd so fucking want Kain to pull it's little dance when we use a HEAT charge

>>39762352
>look at RAM
We need a buddy or 2 for little Alice. What better than some of the best music to ever grace the earth?

>>39762387
>>39762377
>>39762371
Ah, Jesus, guys... well, I'll power through until 1:30, but after that, I have to forcibly pull the plug.
With Myl's advice in mind, you think of another AI to pair up with ALICE, if you decide to buy her. Realistically, you and Myl have spent a shit ton of money, today, so, at most, you can select maybe two more before breaking the bank?

>Please select up to two other AIs to inspect. Note that you have not 'purchased' ALICE just yet - you've just looked at her.

>RAM
>CABAL
>VIOLA

>>39762387
KANE DAMNIT NOT KAIN, although having Kain pull the Kane dance....

>>39762432
>RAM
>CABAL

>>39762432
>>VIOLA
Choosing this one at random.

>>39762432
>CABAL
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_fXgOeCdYME

>>39762432
>>RAM
>CABAL

>>39762455
>>39762449
CABAL SELECTED.

Writing. Last one for the night before I close up shop, people.

>>39762491
OR YOU CAN BE A FUCKER AND DO THIS SHIT AGAIN, ANON.

I'm sorry.

Okay, rephrase -

RAM AND CABAL SELECTED.

Writing.

>>39762507
I'm sorry this made me laugh. Thanks for running Timid! Want a sexy pic?

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Uh oh, accidently dozed off.
where are we?
AI shopping?
>>39762432
ALICE/CABAL or
ALICE/RAM seems to be it.
Can we get all three?

>>39762432
The first AI that you look at is the RAM AI, which seems to just be the still image of a man in an enclosed silver helmet - no, wait, it's gold, now. In fact, the image switches between the gold and the silver man, as if it's a two-in-one deal. You press the button to activate the demo...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3MteSlpxCpo

A torrent of sound comes out from a tiny speaker underneath the holographic pedestal. It seems to be a song about the capabilities of the AI, when you listen to it. As the song plays, the silver/gold man performs a very animated, if not somewhat choppy, wave. He begins to silently pull up a list of parameters describing his capabilities, his strengths, and how best to use him.

RAM's list refers to a lot of background program management, such as defragmenting a core console or running a constant, yet low-maintenance executable for lengthy periods of time. Its specialty is in checking and managing programs that need to remain at a certain constant, but it is able to switch on the fly (abliet with a certain amount of difficulty). Another specialty that RAM has is to match patterns with other patterns, making simple coding a breeze. It decreases load times for familiar programs and is able to run a staggering amount of programming at the same time.

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>>39762593
>first two paragraph
heh heh.

>>39762593
I wonder if we could use RAM as an AI that'd link all our Wanzer's AI for better coordination and shit.

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>>39762657
Wasn't the point of ALICE organizing and commanding AIs?

>>39762657
Network Alice Ram and Cabal

>>39762593
As nice as the song is, you don't really want to spend too much time browsing AIs. You mute RAM's speaker with a flick of the AI's blackbox, which makes the Silent AI stand stock still. Now to see what CABAL can do.

Once activated, the still image of CABAL only starts to rotate in place. A small readout pops up below the spinning scorpion tail, read by a serious announcer : "CABAL - ACTIVE. MESSAGE FROM THE BROTHERHOOD OF NOD : VISIT PLANETCnC.COM FOR MORE PROGRAMS, DECKER." Beyond that, it doesn't really seem to be doing much. Even after waiting for a bit, the only thing that the hologram seems to be doing is spinning in place.

Just as you start to wonder if it's bugged, you notice a small light flashing at the side of the blackbox. The light is flashing just above a tiny camera, which is angled out to look forward. "...huh. Guess this thing only starts working once there's something to observe." You murmur to yourself. It probably won't do anything now, since there isn't anything to manage.

You step away from the AIs and examine all of them from afar. ALICE, RAM, CABAL, and VIOLA... honestly, you don't like the prospect of getting an AI to begin with, but these things might give you that extra leg up for next week's match. Red Pack is definitely going to need one if they're going to survive. With the choices lined up for display, you consider your options...

<--------------

TO BE CONTINUED

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdCN1T8Fmj8

Post Thread Wrap-Up Discussion Is Go!

>>39762731
Thanks for running Timid, see you Wednesday.

>>39762731
Thanks for running Timid. Now I must sleep.

>>39762731
>You feel as if you're going to get closer to Sofia, soon...
>Myl S-Link RANK UP!
>New Companion gained - Mister Wiggles!
>Companions are not quite like your squadmates - there is no need to gain their loyalty, since they are either completely loyal to you, under your control, or otherwise not counted for the Loyalty System. There's no need to worry about stats or upkeep for the companions, unless otherwise specifically stated.
>Yes, you need to feed and groom Mister Wiggles. Yes, it's going to cost some dosh.
>HEAT CHARGES lost - 2. HEAT CHARGES remaining - 1!

If you've got questions, I've got answers! While I don't feel this is the strongest thread I've had in terms of me running it, I'm still happy with how it came out. The AI stuff will be settled next thread.

>>39762766
Thursday.

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>>39762731
VIOLA would straight up work wonder with Flare tempers, but her unwillingness to fall back will make it hard when she's not in RulesofNature mode(fuck shits up)

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>>39762772
Sorry for falling asleep mid thread timid.
I accidently laying on bed.

>>39762806
It's fine, anon. Ain't no one mad atchoo. I'm sorry for a meh thread.

>>39762803
VIOLA would never not be in RULESOFNATURE mode.

That's her only mode.

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>>39762824
>That's her only mode.
So she's always on hype even when not fighting?

>>39762834
I'm basing her off of the Second Runner, so...

I mean, you could technically try to reprogram her to not be a crazy bitch.

It's just that, if you don't, she'll always be going on about new Targets and how SHE'S COMING and stuff.

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>>39762844
>you could technically try to reprogram her to not be a crazy bitch.

>roll nat 1

>BLUE ON BLUE! BLUE ON BLUE!

>>39762844
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MHN1zKy4iTk
>about new Targets and how SHE'S COMING

>>39762922
LEV Destroyed.
Try harder, Dingo.

>>39762951
TARGET BRAVO!
I'M COMING!

And that would be how it goes if you guys don't use your HEAT CHARGES.

>>39761802
>these references
I'm pretty sure I didn't catch all of them, but god damnit my sides.